HONEY PIE


She was a working girl, north of England way
Now she's hit the big time in the USA
And if she could only hear me this is what I'd say

Honey pie, you are making me crazy
I'm in love but I'm lazy so won't you please come home
Oh, honey pie, my position is tragic
Come and show me the magic of your Hollywood song

You became a legend of the silver screen
And now the thought of meeting you makes me weak in the knee
Oh, honey pie, you are driving me frantic
Sail across the Atlantic to be where you belong

Honey pie, come back to me
Yeah, I like that, oh
I like this kind of music, hot kind of music
Play it to me, play it to me, honey, the blues

Will the wind that blew her boat across the sea
Kindly send her sailing back to me
Honey pie, you are making me crazy
I'm in love but I'm lazy so won't you please come home

Oh, come back to me, honey pie
Honey pie, honey pie!

(Lennon/McCartney)